Novelas y relatos de Connie Aot

“You don’t need an Alpha, Connie. You can be perfectly happy with an—” “An Omega?” Connie spat. “He’s an Omega. There’s no way I’d be able to bring him around my friends or my…” her voice trailed off and I felt Enzo going still beside me. I looked at him, confused, for a moment. “Your what?” I urged, but they both remained silent, staring at one another. I felt uncomfortable for a moment before Enzo finally spoke. “When did they contact you?” “Last year,” Connie answered, keeping her eye on Connie.

Zack commanded loudly, trying to assert his position. Upon hearing this, Connie immediately sneered, her face showing a challenging attitude. Boldly, she insulted Zack in front of the crowd, her voice filled with mockery. "Oh, so now you want to be a hero, Zack? Do you think everyone will buy into this drama?" Connie's words echoed among the crowd, intensifying the tension. People began to whisper, sensing the escalating conflict between them. Zack, though provoked, tried to maintain his composure. He knew that this situation involved not just him and Connie, but also Emily, who was caught in the middle of the escalating conflict.

"From the very first time you brought Winnie to a business dinner and made me drink on her behalf, I started looking into you. You've really let me down, Fred." I pulled out my phone, tapped on a video, and held it out in front of Connie. On the screen, Fred cradled a newborn in his arms, his face soft and tender with affection. Next to him, a young, pretty woman was leaning against his shoulder, smiling sweetly. The background was clearly the apartment at Goldbridge Residences. Connie watched the video, trembling all over. The last sliver of hope in her eyes shattered. Then, she suddenly scrambled up from the floor and lunged—not at me, but straight at Fred.